>I'm just a kid with a deadbeat biological
>mom finds a new guy
>expecting another jabroni
>turns out he's got dad energy maxed out
>teaches me how to ride a bike, throw a punch, fix a sink, and respect myself
>never once asks for praise
>always shows up
>pays for school clothes, sits front row at my football games, calls me “son” like it ain’t even a question
>other kids talk about how their dads yell or leave
>mine’s in the kitchen at 6AM packing my lunch like it’s WrestleMania
>someone says “he’s not even your real dad”
>”He’s not a stepdad. He’s the dad who stepped up, bruv.”
>crowd pops
>tears in his eyes, but he no sells it like a true pro
>whole locker room respects him
>even my real dad tapped out years ago
>this man’s still in the ring, fighting for me every damn day
